A/N: Hello, I didn't really get a response on the last chapter, so I'll probably end the story after this chapter if I still get no views. Anyway, on a more positive note, I have more free time to write now than I did before to updates should be more regular :D. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
{Zosia POV}
Both me and Josh were sat in his office laughing like crazy because a nurse nearly walked in on us. Still laughing, Josh suggested that we leave the hospital, to avoid anymore close calls. I left the office first with Josh's car keys, walking into the parking lot. As I was shivering on a bench outside waiting for him, Jonny came through the doors. "Zosia?" He asked, shocked. "Yeah?" I spoke, feigning laughter. "What are you doing out here, your shift ended ages ago." He told me. "I know." I replied. "My dad left some stuff, I'm just waiting for him." I said, and the Scottish nurse believed me, for afterward, he smiled, nodded and walked in the direction of his car. A few minutes later, Josh emerged from the same doors. By this point though, I had located his car and was sat waiting for him. He started walking over to his brand new Jet Black BMW, where I was sat in the passenger seat. He opened the driver door and a light came on, illuminating his facial features. He was good looking, with Black hair that contrasted his pale-ish skin tone. He had deep emerald green eyes, that I got lost in. But at this moment, his gorgeous black hair was windswept and wet from the rain, his emerald green eyes glittered as they looked deep into mine. "Why are you smiling?" I asked him. "Just, you." He answered. Then the light in the car went out, leaving us in the moonlight. "My place?" He whispered, touching his forehead against mine. I pulled backwards slightly and pecked him on the lips, teasing him. He pouted. I smirked as he sped off, towards the posher part of Holby.
We arrived at a modern styled house, that was large and had a coded gate guarding the entrance. I looked up in awe. He couldn't be much older than me, and he was CEO
of Holby City Hospital, a role my father once portrayed. He temporarily left the car to put in the code to his gate, and hopped back in again, not bothering with the seatbelt and just driving forwards, looking back to make sure the impressive gate closed itself, which it did.
The soft buzz of the engine stopped, leaving me and Josh in silence. He breathed in deeply. "So, Dr March, I do believe that you might want to come in." He smirked, his voice slightly deeper than before. I smirked too before getting out of the car and following him inside. The inside of his house was also modern, but not quite as modern as the exterior. I looked around in awe for a moment but then Josh asking which wine I would like pulled me from my thoughts. "Rosé or Malibu?" He asked, "It's the only two bottles I have. I need to restock." I pondered for a minute, "Malibu." I told him, grinning at the night to come. He took the drink and two glasses. Somehow we got through only half the bottle before the two of us stood up. I leant in for a kiss, as did he. And soon we were kissing like before, heated, but perfect. We broke apart and I smiled before grabbing his tie and leading him to where I assumed would be the bedroom.
{End of POV}
Meanwhile, at the bar, both Mary-Claire and Arthur were sat with the rest of the group. Both thinking the same thing. They kept glancing at da hotbed. "Mary-Claire can I talk to you outside for a minute?" Arthur asked the red-headed nurse. She nodded. So, the two headed outside. "You don't think she would, you know, do the boss?" Mary-Claire asked. Arthur shook his head. "She can be stupid, but she's not that stupid." He told her, sipping his lemonade. "Plus, she was too involved with the last CEO. She knows what it's like. There's no way she'd compromise herself like that." He finished. Mary-Claire thought about this for a moment. "I guess." She sighed, "He was fit though." Arthur shook his head slightly at this. "What?!" Mary-Claire squeaked. "Nothing." Arthur muttered making his way inside, head still shaking slightly.
Later on that night -
{Zosia POV}
I was lay awake on his in his king sized bed, tracing his muscles with my finger. I could see the grin on his face. "Pleased with yourself Mr Black?" I asked him. "Very." He said cheekily. I smiled. "You know I should probably be getting back, or Arthur will get suspicious." I told him. "Noooo." He wined, "Don't leave me." I looked at him and he pouted, to which I could help but giggle at. Still giggling slightly, I nodded slowly. "Fine." I caved in. "But I'm only staying tonight." I warned. "Fine with me chicka." He smirked. "Umm, don't call me that again or unless you want a dick for a nose." I laughed. "Ouch." He whispered.
-6am-
Josh's alarm went off next to me and I sighed, leaning over to the other side to click snooze. "Morning." Josh yawned. "Morning... Chicka." I giggled, so did he, "Don't make me laugh, it's too early." He groaned. "Not a morning person then?" I asked him. "No, but it's different when you're around." He grinned. "Ooh so cheesy." I told him before rolling over and off the bed. "I'm going to have a shower, coming?" I smirked. "I thought you'd never ask." He grinned.
{End of POV}
Arthur's alarm went off and he groaned before pressing the White snooze button that was on the top of his digital alarm clock. He fell asleep again, but five minutes later, the familiar sound of the alarm clock rang out, again. Much to Arthur Digby's dismay. He huffed before dragging himself out of bed. He headed downstairs to see Dom sitting on the couch starting the day with Weetabix and American Horror Story. Arthur was going to make bacon butty's, but decided to ask Zosia if she wanted some before making reached her door 30 seconds after and knocked. "Zosia." He spoke. No reply. He knocked once more, "Zosia." He repeated. After no reply, he went to open the door, "Right, I'm coming in." He warned before swinging the door open to find it was as it was left yesterday. "She wouldn't." He muttered as he decided to get into work early, to see if she was there. Skipping breakfast wasn't like him, but he was genuinely worried about her roommate.
Once he was dressed, Arthur hurried to the hospital. He entered on Keller panting with his bike gear still on. "What've you been doing, training for a marathon or something Diggers?" Zosia asked him. "Zosia." He panted. "Yes, that is my name. Well done." She smiled sarcastically before walking off. "Zosia." He repeated, slightly louder this time as she was further away. After she didn't slow down, he caught up with her. "Where were you last night?" He asked her. "Out." She replied bluntly. "Well, yes I know that. But, it's just.. You didn't come back." He told her. "I am well aware of that, I spent the night with a friend if you must know." She told him, "And I'm a big girl now Arthur, I can look after myself." She teased before walking off again. "Zosia." He called, she didn't reply. Truth was, she was meeting Josh in his office to 'discuss a patient'.
A/N: I'm sorry it's kinda crappy. Anyway, I truly hope you enjoyed. Oh! And to anonymous, this isn't a Janny fic, this is Zosia and my own character Josh, not Janny, more like Josia?
~Blaze x